Silk Shorts

Whoever want it, You got it Smoking and fucking on only exotic Switch up your topics Balling like I'm from the projects I'm so sick and idiotic, Think I'm demonic No recollection of logic Prolly why I shouldn't have shot him F*ck it, Hiding til I got a ride to get up outta here I need a phone to call my uncle Scotty Switch up the noise Bring all your boys We can get into it, Bring all your toys This shit suck but I don't give a f*ck cause I can rap better than anybody annoyed Running through the void with an empty head Know they wanna see me dead, What the f*ck is that? Too many hating bitches leaving me on read with the biggest head, I just wanna get em all in bed Goddamn, Man I'm so mad Leave a toe tag and his hoe sad I don't give a f*ck, Leave his throat slashed Get a scope attached to the Colt Mag Watch it blow back Where the gold at? Need it so fast Dash Dropping every single motherfucking with a right hook Kick him in the face make his eyes crook Hit em with the bye look Got his whole mind shook You been in the presence of the goddamn white rook Me and Jonny back again I got the raddest pen I wish a motherfucker would come to bat again Dropped on your ass Why you had to stab me in the back? Show no love to a slack Pick a side, Get inside the ride We don't f*ck around Get your guy 'fore he die tonight Tell him simmer down No clowns are at all allowed Everybody out No sound when we come to town What's that all about? Jake$wisher Fake killer For the sake of time, I'll be sure to bake quicker Sorry for the wait, 2020 coming way bigger What's your pay mister? Fucking with the wave is ya? I been hated since a goddamn freshman Walk up in the section with some vans, sweatpants, and a loaded Smith and Wesson Popping some confetti, Bottle full of Henny A bullet to your fanny Tony hit em with the yeti Talk shit, Get your paws clenched I'm a dog bitch All you fucking pussies be the softest Smell like raw fish when you talking Why you talking? Get to walking F*ck this song I'm done cause I'm exhausted Dangerous motherfucker Say what you gotta say, Don't fake when I'm in your face, motherfucker Not a gang motherfucker but I bang, motherfucker Been the same, Never change for a lame motherfucker Claiming names, I'm insane like I'm Ye motherfucker What you say, What you say, What you say motherfucker? We can book a fade, If you wait motherfucker Better watch your back cause we take motherfuckers This kid is ill Man, He probably need some pills Rock the cap with a duck bill, The shorts made from silk Lanky limbs how I'm built They probably think I'm a wimp Until I put them all to end starting with their career No one I fear Shorty pitching a fit, I tell her pick out a fit I walk around this fucked town with a pad and a pen Drawing my sins from within like I did them again I got the power to win so pretend I don't offend, goddamn I got grav bottles in the car, Passing cops speeding Rolling down the window, Stick a finger out, The mean one I'm Hakeem, First time he hit the hook shot Send a fake sheet to the rookie, Think he shook, Not I'm a crook guy, Got a book full of cooked lies Hit you one time, Think you look fine but you stuck crying on the floor Finna drop some shit that you not ready for Goddamn, I can never keep a hoe Dropped a lot of acid in a hotel room Swerving nervously, Hit the curb I prefer to be doomed It's coming soon God, I hope I die before you I'm wearing spider silk shorts in my casket How rude This kid is ill Man, He probably need some pills Rock the cap with a duck bill, The shorts made from silk Lanky limbs how I'm built They probably think I'm a wimp Until I put them all to end starting with their career No one I fear I'm the type to talk about it and pursue it You the type to walk a mile and make excuses We cut from two very different cloths I'm the dang boss Pick your head up before you lose it This is the pursuit of some happiness Feel cool when I drag a cig I'm a fool but so are you I got the juice when I bag a bitch I get what the addicts get My fists are covered bloody when the shrooms and the acid hits My dudes on that savage shit Straight bullies, Draped in hoodies Pay me fully, I don't have the patience, I might pull it Pick your bullet Starting shit when you know you shouldn't Stick you in the trunk and the front of it's all wooden Your bars toilet You let your whole life get exploited, You can't sort it The only thing that's left is avoid it It ain't important, Everythings still out of order Every song you make you say "Hey Maybe this'll bore em" This kid is ill Man, He probably need some pills Rock the cap with a duck bill, The shorts made from silk Lanky limbs how I'm built They probably think I'm a wimp Until I put them all to end starting with their career No one I fear